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Monday, March 4, 2013

Open Link Monday

Welcome to the Imaginary Garden...

© Jaime Clark
...where you are sure to meet a few real toads.

 February has slipped into March, and the season of change is upon us. However, Mondays on Real Toads are unchanging, and I am happy to extend the same invitation to all poets to share their work on our forum once again. Add your link, leave a comment and pause to read and share.
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20 comments:

  1. UnknownMarch 4, 2013 at 12:14 AM

    Hey how do I keep being first, I do promise to try and do some reading but work and life get in the way.. next weeks its holidays in Tropical Nth QLD

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  2. Susie ClevengerMarch 4, 2013 at 1:33 AM

    Good Morning!! Happy Monday!!

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  3. MaryMarch 4, 2013 at 4:31 AM

    Hope everyone here in the garden has a good week.

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  4. KarenMarch 4, 2013 at 4:34 AM

    Hello! I linked this last week (days after this particular challenge was over). Late, as usual!

    I wrote this in the car on the way from reading Dr. Seuss's The Lorax to a group of second graders for Read Across America Day.

    I'm going back there on Earth Day to check up on their stewardship...and ask forgiveness for ours.

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  5. AnonymousMarch 4, 2013 at 5:18 AM

    I wrote this one yesterday. I see more point in posting fresh ones, at the moment. They seem more relevant with regards to my current state of being,

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  6. AnonymousMarch 4, 2013 at 5:18 AM

    yours,

    Crayfish

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  7. LLM CallingMarch 4, 2013 at 5:22 AM

    welcome the the new week everyone, hope it's great for you all

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  8. MixiMarch 4, 2013 at 5:30 AM

    Hello Toads!

    This week, I've posted one of the first poems I ever wrote on my blog. Hope you like it :)

    Wishing everyone a happy week ahead.

    Cheers!

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  9. ekta khetanMarch 4, 2013 at 6:50 AM

    Hi there,

    My first post here...one of the poems that I wrote sometime back...Wanted to write a new one today but it didn't work.
    Hope u like this one...

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  10. ekta khetanMarch 4, 2013 at 7:32 AM

    Here's another one. Hope you will like it. Do let me know ur feedback.

    http://ektakhetan.blogspot.in/2013/03/true-blue-girl.html

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  11. SusanMarch 4, 2013 at 7:56 AM

    Hey Kerry and all Toads, I'm on the train going south on the amazing Hudson River and posting a poem inspired by your letter prompt and a poem Mama Zen wrote for the screaming prompt. Happy March everyone, and happy international women's Day on March 8.

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  12. SusanMarch 4, 2013 at 7:56 AM

    Hey Kerry and all Toads, I'm on the train going south on the amazing Hudson River and posting a poem inspired by your letter prompt and a poem Mama Zen wrote for the screaming prompt. Happy March everyone, and happy international women's Day on March 8.

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  13. MarianMarch 4, 2013 at 8:45 AM

    good morning, friends. let today be the start of a fantastic week! xo

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  14. Kerry O'ConnorMarch 4, 2013 at 8:47 AM

    This is a very old piece from me. I have been archiving my work from 2009 2010 and have come across many pieces which are hardly worth keeping, written as first tentative forays into poetry. I'm not sure whether this one has much merit and I have reposted it in a bid to decide whether it stays or goes. All opinions welcomed.

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  15. EllaMarch 4, 2013 at 10:53 AM

    Tell Jaime I love her photo :D

    I'll be back...

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  16. EllaMarch 4, 2013 at 12:35 PM

    I did Susie's prompt-I found it a difficult write~

    I will be around~
    :D

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  17. AnonymousMarch 4, 2013 at 5:29 PM

    “Miracle of the Seagulls”
    Caught by the throat,
    The invisible hand of amazement,
    Shook her skirts then,
    Blew the sky upside down like a beautiful
    Blue bowl~
    Her torn sleeves flapped at the height of
    the freighted flight
    And, the swooping of gull wings...
    Zigzagging feet danced jigs
    On the green critters-- a crop of hungry crickets~
    She floated on their sweeping wild cries!

    Sticky and hot-sweaty gold dusted ribbons
    Around her mildewed dirt-rimmed neck;
    Her sun-bleached hair,
    Thin-worn cotton bonnet,
    Sun-bleached eyes,
    Man-less virgin lips and, trekking hands
    Strained at the miracle that hummed
    In white, gray, skyscraping circles~

    The covenant rumbling wagon wheels
    Sang from behind her heat- cracked red ear,
    As her persecuted pioneering hearts
    Clapped off fields of doubts!

    The militant munching music of a million
    Ceasing to the wind instrument- birds
    And, the desperation of unpicked wheat,
    On their dreamland of milk and honey
    Flew high over the saints sun-burned prayers,
    Loosening the condemning rope of death by a seagull’s beak!

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  18. Dave KingMarch 5, 2013 at 8:48 AM

    Tardy as always, but hopefully a little late is better than not at all!

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  19. Kay L. DaviesMarch 5, 2013 at 5:40 PM

    Well, it's still Tuesday here. I wore myself out writing a story to go with first photos of our month-long holiday to and in Europe, and there isn't a poem left in me, so I posted the link to said story here.
    Glad to be back in the garden, Toads, and hoping to come up with some new things soon.
    K

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  20. RatMarch 6, 2013 at 6:32 AM

    hello all. my first time here. today shared what i wrote this weekend. hope you like it.. do drop your comments so i can improve myself.. thanks :-)

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